The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1887-07-23
HE WAS A TENDERFOor.
How q Fly and Much Travelled Young
Man Was Imposed Upon.

| SDCHI Ills blO III VIC bliIICS, lllc lpuutT-
heel Or "greenhorn'--the fresh, un-
sophisticated young man from the East
is an object of interest. The Cali
fornian who has grown to consider the
golden West his own broad empire and
the greenhorn legitimate spoil, begins
to set snares and traps for him as soon
as he discovers that he is stranger in
the land ofgold. Every man who comes
from the East is not a greenhorn. But
every now and then simple, unsus-
pecting youth will drop into camp"
and ask questions about every thing
he sees and hears. These are the vic
Tins Of the miners guile, and they
generally Ego through their PAGES"
unwillingly enough, but much to the
delight of tho ''natives."
Several years ago one of these green
horns visited North San Juan. He
boarded the stage at Smartsville, and
all along the route he kept up Il rafting
conversation with the driver, vino was
none other than Mr.. s., the owner
of the line The young maa had
lldh CltNl, IC hslNt, NhNl ilC WIS ny liz
had gathered olives in Italy, and had
washed his feet in the Arno; he had
made love to n beautiful girl in the
vineyards of France, and he had been
a cavalier servantc in Seville. He had
viewed Melrose Abbey ''in the soft
twilight" and he had handled thO
bolas on the pampas of Brazil. In
fact. he was very much travelled
young man, and his knowledge of the
world surpassed conjecture. He was
"blccd" all through, and he wanted
the driver Of the trans-Smartvillo and
Juanental stage to remember it. But
the much travelled traveller had never
met Mr.. S. before. neither had he
ever been in the mining regions.
The driver listened patiently, and
sometimes reflected on the uncertainties
OF life and the fitness of things mortal,
and wondered when the personiiied
tower Of Babel would fail down.
The fall came sooner than he ex-
pected. They wore passing through by
an old claim. Rain had fallen the
night before, and in the hollows of the
bedrock were many pools of yellow,
muddy water. This excited the curl
osity of the traveller from away back.
For the first time he turned to the
driver for information.
30, say. What makes the water
so yellow, you know?"
Mr. SIS eyes lit up with dangerous
light, and he smiled inwardly as he
said: THAT yaller water? Why,
that's gold that makes that water
yaller."
cav! gold! You don't say so.
thought gold was-er-a solid, you
know"
80 it air, when it's boiled down."
said Mr. S. "Jt's in solution. now"
The travellers eyes stuck out.
Do-aw-do you mean to say that
the gold in that water is-er-hcld in
suspension? Do they boil it DOWN."
Certainly they do" said Mr.. S.
They scoop it up in buckets and haul it
to the boilin' WORKS. Then it's boiled
and melted and shipped away"
The man of the world was puzzled
He forgot to pose or smile his delicate
young mustache. Presently he said:
81 should think it would be stolen if
left out in this way
Mr.. S. turned to him and answered
gravely: TRY it, young man. There 5
allus guard here-at least, most allus;
but maybe he gone to his dinner
now, he added. ''Do you want to get
some of that gold?"
As he asked the question he checked
his team, and the young man was
sorely tempted. Il suppose now that
it would-er be grand larceny if they
caught it, wouldn't?'
"Wus nor that" said MIR. s. Then
in a tragic whisper: young Teller, it d
be murder!'
The tenderhcel from the pampas
turned pale.
"Would they hang me for it?'
"Well," said S., shat depends. You
might plead insanity"
"Ohr' They drove on slowly and
entered the town. Il say" said S.,
suddenly. 81 see the guard just now
lyin' drunk in that saloon we passed.
, Now, if you want some of that gold you
:an 90 back and get it. Take big
bucket" he added, as the young man
, climbed out. Here, take mine" he
added, pointing to huge one sitting
in front of an old well. The young
man was pale but determined, and as
he took the bucket S. called to him in a
genuine stage whisper: Remember
that we're partners.
The young man who had washed his
feet in the Arno sped away, and S.
sped on into town. Meeting two
friends he told them of the would-be
, thief and they agreed to give him u
surprise Aiming themselves with re-
peating rifles, they went dorm the road
and found their man. He was stand
ing by "a deep, slippery pool, and his
air ot determination was gone. Sowas
his hat and bucket. From all his gar
: ments poured tiny streams of the
golden-hued solution. His teeth chat
: tered and his knees smote together